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Friday, March 16, 2007
Rebecca is three today. She came hurtling into our room this morning and leapt into bed shouting 'It's my birthday today!! Am I THREE??' and then spent an hour bouncing around the house with her new Buzzy Bee backpack on over her pyjamas – this is her special birthday 'big girl' schoolbag and means I can snaffle back the nappy bag, which we've been using for crèche until now, for when Beelzebump emerges. More presents and celebrations to follow over the two-day Festival of Becca that culminates in her party at home tomorrow afternoon. Celebrations kicked off this morning at crèche today with a special morning tea, attended by her Gran and Grandad, who are down from Auckland for the week, and for which Jack made her a big pink cake in the shape of an R. I don't think I've ever seen her so happy as when the cake was brought out with her three candles alight, and her friends all sang her Happy Birthday in English and Maori. At this rate, by tomorrow evening her head may explode. As may mine too, as I am beside myself just watching her leaping up and down with her mouth open in a big Muppet grin. And all the more because my parents have shooed me into the study and are now cleaning the house like fiends. (And yesterday they bought us a clothes-dryer, which was the thing I most desired in the entire world.)
All this, and tomorrow there will be a cake in the shape of a piggy! Life is good. Happy Birthday, my gorgeous little three-year-old Rebecca.
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